"yeah!"

Mo Yaochen raised his eyebrows and saw that, this is the benefit of a daddy and a dad!

No one else has it!

Mo Beiyan smiled and picked up Chenchen and walked outside. A bang came from the door upstairs. His steps were paused, and his heart seemed to be hit.

A slight tearing feeling...

Mo Beiyan's gaze drooped lightly, and he was stunned for a moment.

Chen Chen came over and kissed him on the side, "Dad, is it swollen?"

Mo Beiyan came to his senses and smirked, "It's okay, go, eat ice cream."

Isn't it very good now?

The unrealistic things that lingered in his mind were wrong from the beginning, so they should have dissipated long ago.

Now that everyone is happy, he doesn’t have to feel pain, because he doesn’t have the qualification to suffer.

It didn't belong to him at first, and even if he forced him to steal it, it still didn't belong to him. He didn't think this is right, but after witnessing such a profound relationship with his own eyes, Mo Beiyan knew very well that he had no chance of winning at all.

Tong Ran's heart was impossible to pretend to be someone else except Mo Nanjue. She was indifferent to anyone and would try to hide her emotions. Only when facing Mo Nanjue could she have joy, anger, sorrow, and even act unreasonable and coquettish.

This is the biggest proof.

As smart as him, Mo Beiyan can actually see it clearly than anyone else.

He wouldn't talk about this topic, Tong Ran wouldn't talk about it, and Mo Nanjue wouldn't talk about it.

Maybe everyone has consciousness, but no one will say it out loud.

This is tacit understanding and trust.

So, it's best now.

Chen Chen in his arms pinched his nose, "Dadly, are you leaving?"

Mo Beiyan raised his handsome face, opened his delicate mouth and smiled, "Let's go!"

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The night is congested.

The cold wind whistled, and a faint moonlight spread on the ground.

Bai Nianxian came out of the laboratory, and he locked the door. The key's palm hurt. He held his palm tightly and turned downstairs.

He didn't take the elevator and didn't want to lock himself in such a confined space.

That would evoke his memories, and he didn't want to be involved.

But looking back, he found that his past was nothing to touch.

Bai Nianxian walked out of the gate.

Suddenly, two figures flashed around, and you can tell that they must be burly without looking at them: "Hello, Mr. Bai."

Bai Nianxian did not look up and said, "Say."

"Our Lord wants to see you. Do you have time to go with us?"

Bai Nianxian narrowed his eyes slightly, "I'm not available, but can I refuse?"

"……cannot."

Bai Nianxian chuckled, "It's so slap in nonsense."

Strong man: "..."

The man turned around, and the strong man followed him one after another, leading him to a black RV.

Bai Nianxian's expression was always faint. He got into the car. Forty minutes later, the RV stopped beside a Chinese teahouse.

The teahouse had finished its business that day, but the lights were still on. The strong man led him in and came to the innermost private room on the third floor.

"Mr. Bai, the Lord is waiting for you in there."

Bai Nianxian pushed the door and walked in.

The private room was lit with incense, and the decoration was very Chinese, with screens embroidered with lotus flowers standing around.

A man stood beside the carved tea plate, and heard the sound turning, "Lord Luo, we are meeting again."
Chapter completed!